CarvedYou are an oak carved tableCarved2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
that has been hewn and hacked
from its original pure form
into something someone found useful.
I was screwed tight together
with fixtures, fights and fittings
by so-called master craftsmen,
who wanted me to be firm,
who wanted my artificial endurance.
Men who wanted my knots undone
and for me to hold them up,
but I am a chair, and you are a table.
You have told me of the days
when seventy percent of you
was forcefully ripped out
leaving a splintered hollow behind.
I know how abrasive people
rubbed you up the wrong way
with sand paper to keep you quiet,
and with words to keep you down.
Plain men with plained minds
that have been stroked to the quick
and left only with the core
of their brutal carver instincts.
I know how you were made, table.
I am five pieces nailed together
With sticky tape for good measure.
You are one whole still, somehow
and when I need you, you are stable
and your legs are thicker than mine,
run faster and bear more pressure
on your leve
.I think its beautiful,.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
the spaces in between the words,
the letters that filled the spaces,
the lines that create the letters,
the absence that it had to fill.
Drowning Dreamingwe turn over and the sunDrowning Dreaming2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
weeps its lovely lava
holes in eyelids
futile and temporary
bagged into these
we are time's vacuum
and i sleep
and i wake
a traveled soul
knives of light
slip between each rib
and i die more
each waking moment
as the morning light
Her GripBreathing is ragged.Her Grip2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Head is spinning.
You run faster and faster,
but you know she's winning.
As she closes the distance
her voice becomes clear,
whispering your secrets,
and your darkest of fears.
Your energy is waning,
and she's only getting faster,
and you know without a question,
this will end in disaster,
Suddenly there's a grip on your arm,
It's stubborn and strong.
It's all over now.
It's all going wrong.
BuriedUnder the paprika house,Buried3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
are the bones of my father
and nestled between rib
and reason, is our love.
I Loved A GirlI loved a girl – she smelled like August melancholy,I Loved A Girl2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
she carried the scent of festival emotions,
tempered by the midnight flames
and fireflies' glow.
I loved a girl – her hair, the gentle hue of embers,
reflected dancing candlelight,
while in her eyes, as brown as mahogany,
I discovered tiny galaxies,
but most importantly – I saw my smile.
I loved a girl – I sensed her heartbeat,
playing to the rhythm of my breath.
Her every word,
imprinted tender cherry blossoms,
onto my soul.
I loved a girl – her lips tasted like morning air
cool against my heavy forehead,
her skin, softer than satin threads,
played games with the waning moonbeams -
its gravity, I could not resist, like the Sun,
cannot escape the zenith, on Summer solstice.
I loved a girl – she made me happy,
and sadly - I love her still.
ObessionYou said I'll be right back,Obession2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
So I waited.
Those seconds dragged on and I couldn't take it,
the more I was alone,
the more I missed you.
Those 3 minutes felt like an infinity,
I think I'm addicted and I haven't had enough yet.
Sweet rage and chaos.sweet rage and chaosSweet rage and chaos.2 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
anger blazes through my soul
i lust for revenge
Her SideTomorrow she'll be gone,Her Side3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
but what can you say?
Nothing can help her.
The pain won't go away.
But she would've stopped,
you could've said no.
That's what she wanted,
someone to say don't go.
That someone wanted her,
or at least would try.
That someone would grieve
if she were to die.
But you just stared,
nodding your head,
and she realized the truth
with a feeling of dread.
No one wanted her.
No one cared.
Not even you,
with the the love you shared.
So she said good-bye,
and you watched her leave.
She may have had the rope,
but now you can't breathe.
The legend of the Silvertear lakeOnce upon a time, in years beyond our own, a dragon of the Timekeepers flight fell in love with a mortal woman. Her hair was the colour of sunlight, her lips like a rose in bloom, and her eyes rivalled the midnight sky.The legend of the Silvertear lake3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
But their love could not be, for no dragon may love a mortal, and no mortal will ever live long enough to share a dragons life.
Yet, they met in secret under the weeping willows, pledging their undying love under the moon, and for just a few hours, he made time stand still.
As years passed by and mortality withered her beauty like the leaves of autumn, the dragon decided to stop time eternally so his love would never die. He travelled through dreams, through time, through life itself to find the means to end all times. But his brethren had learned of his love, and of his madness, and they ended his flight, chaining him to the bonds of the earth. Cast out from his flight he sought refuge with his loved one and lived by her side, eternally young, watching as she withered
Memories and TearsThere are few things in this lifeMemories and Tears3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
From which I want to hide
But some things are hard to take
Sometimes I have to break
If you see me start to fade away
Know I have had too much for today
Too many reminders of what we left behind
A string I can't unwind
I try to kill it all away
The feelings left of that day
My mind still replays it
The actors are faceless
They try to describe the impossible
A promise left unfulfilled
It was the right thing to do
But still it hurts anew
Who knew it would come to this
A choice so painful cannot exist
The best thing that could be done
Was letting go of the one you love
I wish them happiness
A never ending eternal bliss
I guess this is what true love is
Wishing for their happiness
Never The Gold.I want my silver back,Never The Gold.3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I need to melt it down and forge a new connection
With someone else.
I want all the precious bits of myself
that I so willingly quarried for you.
I want my silver back.
Design a country work sheetDesign a country work sheet5 years ago in Settings More Like This
For those people who needs to design their own world.
This is a form I will use from now on to help me design it faster and more complete.
original from: droemar's journal
Edited by mayshing 2010
Colors: (An example would be red, white, and blue)
Symbol: (An example would be stars and stripes.)
calender measure (time table): (Does their calender go by the moon, or sun? Or other planets?)
Races: (The races that inhabit the area, whether or not they're native.
Physical: (The ethnic description of your race: skin color, hair color, builds, dress)
Preference to fashion and beauty:
Weather patterns: (Tropical? Stormy? Cold? Earthquakes? Climate in general?)
-how the weather influence inhabitants behavior, travel
Major river and lakes?
Any construction a
When Day Came.When day came and day fell, that's when I found you.When Day Came.6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I found you dancing along the sky like a ballroom, and you took my breath.
My eyes were stained, salt running across my cheeks as I gazed.
Your movements effortless, your beauty painful.
I felt each step like a crashing wave, pulling my seams apart.
There is perfection in the unraveling; the destruction; the end.
When night came and night fell, that's when I lost you.
I lost you as you sank beneath the weight of the burning stars.
The strength to stand fluttering away like a strand of thread in a gale.
Your failure shameful, your defiance bright.
All your moments of life struggling beneath those flaming stars.
There is honor in the pride; the rebellion; the fight.
One torn apart, the other drowned.
In the light of this horror, there is hope.
Faith in the simmering horizon.
Grandeur in the promise of the rise, and the fall.
MigraineMy head is about to hatch.Migraine3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I hope whatever emerges
Kills me slowly, softly,
Like a whisper in my ear.
A bright flare,
Are you there?
No – just another migraine explosion,
A flash of white light from the side,
Go easy on my eyes.
lil' Red Riding Hood"Now, Red, you better hurry up and get that Prinivil to your grandmother."lil' Red Riding Hood2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Announced Red's mother, waggling a finger in her daughters face and shoving a thatch picnic-basket
into her arms.
"Heaven knows how high that womans blood-pressure gets! Now hurry along!"
Red's mother rushed out in one breath and all but threw her daughter out of the little log-cabin.
"Geez, mom! Don't you think-"
Red stammered out as she tried to regain her balance but was cut off by the hasty slam of the door,
the sound echoing into the forest behind her-sending a flock of black-birds screeching through the
"...You should give Gran more respect...?"
She sighed from under her blood-red hood, blowing pitch black strands of hair out of her bright crimson eyes.
She screeched snatching up and hurling a stone ,from the dusty path that led from her house into the forest,
the size of an almond into the sky.
"Now I have to get there AND back BEFORE dark!"
She scolded the darkening purple sky, and st
Free: Makoto x reader Time flies (Chapter 1)Free: Makoto x reader Time flies (Chapter 1)1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
11 Years later
11 years later and you never forgot about him once since you held a picture of you and him that your mother took in your favourite purse and saved as your mobile phone screen saver. You Got out of the airport in Tokyo and breathed in the air and sighed. You placed your suitcase on the ground; gave a huge yawn and stretched making the bones pop in places.
"I can't believe mum is making go to school tomorrow. I take at least a weak to recover the bloody Jetlag..."
"Honey over here," you heard you mother chime. You looked around to ask her where she was but before you could say anything you were tackled into a hug.
"M-Mum," you squeaked as she planted kisses all over your face. "I missed my little dolphin so much," she said and started to cry.
"Mum you left three days ago," you stated giggling at your mother childishness.
you and your mum are very, very close; she gave birth to you and raised you at the age of
What more can I do?What more can I do?3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
What more can I do?
I've lost you, I've lost you.
The tides came in and took you,
Consumed you, and swallowed you whole.
The husk that returned,
It wasn't you, it wasn't you.
What is this fossil of a friend,
Changed, possessed before me?
I felt I could trust this husk once,
But you lied, but you lied.
No more than a fool,
More foolish than you, was I.
No more a man than a boy,
Filthy pig, filthy pig.
The tongue of a liar
Is forked for deception and hypocrisy.
You never listened, never heeded,
Poor fool, poor fool.
Whether right or wrong,
A friends consideration was I needed.
Yet the ocean spat you back out,
Foul taste, foul taste.
And returning meant little to you,
Wearing the cold rusted armor of apathy.
What more can I do?
I've lost you, I've lost you,
Find me again
when you've found yourself.
not all the way through.i read once,not all the way through.2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
“Adults often forget
what it’s like being young
because they block it out.”
right after that:
“Similar to trauma victims.”
last summer, when i told that man
old enough to be my father
that i had a boyfriend,
he said “so?”
when I told him i was a minor,
he said “and?”
there are no boundaries anymore,
and don’t tell me
“boys will be boys”
because that doesn’t make it
don’t tell me
I was asking for it
because what I’m really asking for
is for it
i wish i was a person
and not numbers on a scale.
i wish i was a human being
and not the cleavage in my tank top.
i wish we would stop hating ourselves.
i wish girls were allowed to say no
and eat every day
and forget to shave their legs.
i wish boys were allowed to cry
and be ballerinas
and speak up
when something hurts.
i wish we thought
we deserved more.
(and don’t tell me
none of this is sup
haiku- choking on hertangled in his throat,haiku- choking on her5 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
her ideal twists his vocal
chords to rapt silence
DripDrip, drip, drip.Drip2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Rain pours on me,
Over my face.
Wash away my tears.
Wash away my sadness.
Wash away my emotions.
Wash away me.
I am the rain.
In that moment.
I am reborn.
(creases in my ivory bones)you find(creases in my ivory bones)2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
my origami swanfolds
with eyes shut,
and i yours
The Steps to CuttingMy arm, burning for a blade,The Steps to Cutting3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Because of the feelings that just won't fade,
I try to say, "Go away!"
Instead they just replay.
The blades are sitting in front of me,
My hand is shaking, fighting the need,
I pick up a blade, to complete the deed,
The blade flies across my anatomy.
My arms are bleeding, my heart is torn,
My legs are cut, my feelings worn,
The time right now, I feel reborn,
Until tomorrow, when I'll be scorned...
What is on the other side?When you're staring at your reflection, what do you see? It is obvious to most people that you see anWhat is on the other side?1 year ago in Emotional More Like This
exact image of yourself, but how do you depict that lingering 'image' that surrounds you?
What exactly do you 'see' when you look into a mirror? Light is everywhere and no person can escape
it. The same can be said about a person's feelings no matter how hard they try to cast a shallow mask
behind their true emotions.
Just how fragile are we? There are some who have more willpower than others, but lack in other
departments that help to build us up. What is it that makes you a strong or weak person?
What are you gazing at? Do you perhaps see a strong individual on that other side of the light? Is
there something dark and mysterious about that 'impostor' that you just can't figure out yet? Where
are you? Who are you?
What is on the other side?